The works of lord Byron, Volumen 2 |
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... leave The spot , but linger there and grieve As if they loved in vain ! And yet so sweet the tears they shed , " Tis sorrow so unmix'd with dread , 1170 1175 1180 They scarce can bear the morn to break That melancholy spell , And longer ...
... leave The spot , but linger there and grieve As if they loved in vain ! And yet so sweet the tears they shed , " Tis sorrow so unmix'd with dread , 1170 1175 1180 They scarce can bear the morn to break That melancholy spell , And longer ...
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... leaves no living foe ; Fast to the doom'd offender's form it clings , And he may crush - not conquer - still it stings ! XII . None are all evil - quickening round his heart , One softer feeling would not yet depart ; Oft could he sneer ...
... leaves no living foe ; Fast to the doom'd offender's form it clings , And he may crush - not conquer - still it stings ! XII . None are all evil - quickening round his heart , One softer feeling would not yet depart ; Oft could he sneer ...
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... leave me now ; " Or even that traitor chief - I've seen thee smile , 445 " When the clear sky showed Ariadne's Isle , " Which I have pointed from these cliffs the while : " And thus , half sportive , half in fear , I said , " Lest Time ...
... leave me now ; " Or even that traitor chief - I've seen thee smile , 445 " When the clear sky showed Ariadne's Isle , " Which I have pointed from these cliffs the while : " And thus , half sportive , half in fear , I said , " Lest Time ...
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... leaves the rest as once unseen , unsought ; 945 But the wild prospect when the soul reviews --- 950 All rushing through their thousand avenues . Ambition's dreams expiring , love's regret , Endanger'd glory , life itself beset ; The joy ...
... leaves the rest as once unseen , unsought ; 945 But the wild prospect when the soul reviews --- 950 All rushing through their thousand avenues . Ambition's dreams expiring , love's regret , Endanger'd glory , life itself beset ; The joy ...
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... leaves me now --- " And Man but works his will to lay me low . " I have no thought to mock his throne with prayer " Wrung from the coward crouching of despair ; " It is enough --- I breathe --- and I can bear . " My sword is shaken from ...
... leaves me now --- " And Man but works his will to lay me low . " I have no thought to mock his throne with prayer " Wrung from the coward crouching of despair ; " It is enough --- I breathe --- and I can bear . " My sword is shaken from ...
Términos y frases comunes
accents Amaun apostolic palace appear'd arms aught band beam bear beheld beneath betray'd blood bosom bread and salt breast breath BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow calpac CANTO cheek Conrad CORSAIR crime dare dark dead death deeds deep despair dread dream earth Ezzelin fair fate fear feel fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief Gulnare hand Haram Hassan hate hath head heard heart heaven hope hour Houris knew Koran land Lara Lara's light line 14 lonely look look'd mark'd ne'er night Note numbers o'er once Otho Pacha pale pass'd perchance pride rest rose round sabre scarce seem'd Selim Seyd shore silent slave smile sooth soul spirit stamp'd steed stern strife tale tear tell thee thine thou thought Timariot Turkish turn'd Twas twere voice wave Whate'er wild words wound youth Zuleika
Pasajes populares
Página 225 - These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear, And leave his sons a hope, a fame, They too will rather die than shame : For Freedom's battle once begun, Bequeath'd by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won.
Página 7 - In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, And the purple of ocean is deepest in dye ; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine ? 'Tis the clime of the East ; 'tis the land of the Sun — Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done ? 2 Oh ! wild as the accents of lovers...
Página 7 - Gul in her bloom? Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute, Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In colour though varied, in beauty may vie...
Página 224 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd!
Página 76 - How gloriously her gallant course she goes! Her white wings flying — never from her foes — She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife.
Página 165 - All was so still, so soft in earth and air, You scarce would start to meet a spirit there ; Secure that nought of evil could delight To walk in such a scene, on such a night...
Página 224 - And but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now. And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart...
Página 73 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
Página 226 - Bequeathed by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won. Bear witness, Greece, thy living page, Attest it many a deathless age ! While kings, in dusty darkness hid, Have left a nameless pyramid, Thy heroes, though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb, A mightier monument command, The mountains of their native land ! There points thy Muse to stranger's eye The graves of those that cannot die...
Página 223 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...